Luyện nghe bài hát King Pin Dream

Mikkey
Ah Pin's Dream
Mack 10,
I'm nigga
Chi-Town,
Listen, got nigga?

I got a trouble find bitches in the and they cooking it row
Realisting feams like stitches the hooker in they chow
Fuck the law, man, I'm for cooking it row
'Til the just chill, I got something for y'all

I got a Bentley and the Hummer and they sittin on 'em
I got a hot power lawyer the million retater
South-South, Westside, man, I own my
Got judges on my pay like [Incomprehensible]

International with my game, I ball the best
Birdman, Down-South, Mack 10 out
Fuck with my money, put to put the to yo' chest
Want war? I it there or rather tattooed to there

See them Cash Money niggas, how can I like 'em
Cooking coke from the pill-up, it's got a like 'em
You know a nigga wheel slip, I got a wife him
You a Micheal Jordan right, I got a life like him

I'ma mothafuckin' hustla, y'all the game
Chi-Town Flow, y'all know my name
Game is risky but a nigga rather died the
And live life, broken hungry out here, cracking for

It's a King Pin's Dream, coke and
Belley's on beams, got scuffles with triple feams
So, busting out the scene, guns, and beems
But the thing about it dream, it ain't all watta

It's a King Pin's Dream, and feminines
Belley's on triple beams, got with triple feams
So, busting out the scene, guns, scopes and
But the thing it dream, it ain't all watta seem

When it to drugs, these reppers ain't get none but fo'
Oh ass nigga and full of brains are sold
I 'em Feds is on heat but I don't give a fuck
I'm so deep in the it's like my name is stuck

From crack, then likey is a suggestion of sell
I gives a fuck, who ya breaking and disso
I life like a King Pin weed but raw
I'm the richest gang them niggas ever saw

I with ya belly from Toyota the biggest and baking soda
Pirates po's full of peppers and crack
I'ma dope dealer and I got coke
My whole crew can sit to at X-Cons and

And my bitches is falls who bomb, and coochie
Rockin' props, the fades, the pump boochie
First statis, rolo, when I came to the door?
And now it's Bentleys, Mansions and meats to the

Kickin' on Parley's, while the straight pipe screen
And I had a block on lock, I was fifteen
Sapranos, the most of unforgiven
And fuck a job, 'cause money is how I'm living

It's a King Dream, coke and feminines
Belley's on beams, got scuffles with triple feams
So, out the scene, guns, scopes and beems
But the about it dream, it ain't all watta seem

It's a King Pin's Dream, and feminines
Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles with triple
So, busting out the scene, guns, and beems
But the thing about it dream, it ain't all seem

My homey got marries, so, you know we ain't
Two hoes, two Bentleys, you know we ain't
Lifestyle, drug dealing, you we ain't trippin'
Got on the row, you know we ain't slipping

Tote full of bricks, you know we ain't chickens
New cars, broads, you know we been pimpin'
Bitch stars, bars, we hitting and missing
Big cars, superstars, wheels gon' spinning

Pretty honeys, bug stunt, the money we spending
Planty and warehouse, tinning piece for chicken
Riot guns 'em up, for this life that I'm living
PO partners doin time, my homeboy miss me

The Feds, big trippin', 'cause failed me to get me
Mack 10 re-shout, ya homey my nigga
King Pin, Big Tymin', dealing my nigga
Transport and cocaine and statelines my

It's a Pin's Dream, coke and feminines
Belley's on beams, got scuffles with triple feams
So, busting out the scene, guns, scopes and
But the about it dream, it ain't all watta seem

a King Pin's Dream, coke and feminines
Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles with triple
So, out the scene, guns, scopes and beems
But the thing it dream, it ain't all watta seem

This is y'all Ol' Tymers niggas, y'all H-dash play, right
The liquor is a lifestyle of a drug dealing nigga,
It ain't twenty-two's is more twenty-five's nigga, what?
Even from the hood to the mothafuckin' living ride

Y'knowwhatI'msayin', getcha nigga, come in my see my crib nigga
We got loadin' .14, for sashie, all the best up and the nigga
It ain't gon' stop my nigga
We cooking in the kitchen my nigga, y'understand

Don't come stunt boy, unless you got it right boy
Y'knowwhatI'msayin', cash money hot boy and we doin' this
Life, life, hot, hot, we got this hot, hot we got hot, hot
We got this hot, hot we on fire, don't